I am in less pain today for the first time in about a week. This means I should really catch up on laundry, clean the kitchen, and go to the market, but what I really want to do is hide from the rain under a warm blanket.

Having fun with [link] 's script generator. "After being bitten by rabid penguins, a hyperactive supreme court justice finds love in the afterlife."

We were a bunch of TV fans friends, and we re-wrote the entire Haggadah into mostly sci-fi filks.

That's some dedicated genius, there.

Wishing you energy, sj.

Ginger, I hope the surgeon's office gets back to you!

Pesach Sameach to everyone sharing a seder tonight.

Gronk. Insomnia fairy was not kind last night. Up til 5am. Slept ok until 7:30 and called in for the morning. I'm about to head to the shower but damn I'm full of gronk. And also fighting something off.

Ginger, I don't think I've said yet - so sorry about your finger and I hope it is soon healed.

Love the Buffy seder. We won't have seder until Friday or Saturday night...

Aims, my sistah in gronk. I was up until 4 or so, made it in to work at 9:45.

Yes, Kaiser, I understand that doctors normally need 24 hours to answer messages. Next time I cut off my finger, I promise to pick a more convenient time.

I owe nothing to a man I chatted with six times if I didn't, like, promise him we'd talk every day or make virtual "dates" and stand him up, right? Because there's this guy I chatted with, and then I pulled back, because although I liked him we miscommunicated kind of a lot. So, I stopped, for a bit thinking "Maybe he's not into me," which is, honestly, my default. But now he's all offended. And I think it's out of proportion. And he thinks I'm crazy cause I said "I thought I bored you," and he did that thing I hate that some guys do where he wants, like, cites, which I don't have cause it's a gut thing, and anyway, I was wrong, what a relief, right? Um, not so much. Nothing like fighting before you have a relationship. I feel bad if I left him hanging, but I didn't kill his puppy, you know? Who would think someone would miss talking to me that much? I know people that would get a parade permit if I quit talking to them(Nobody here, I hope) I think now I was right the first time and he's git. but I have this reservoir of primal guilt inside me so it doesn't take much.

I owe nothing to a man I chatted with six times if I didn't, like, promise him we'd talk every day or make virtual "dates" and stand him up, right?

Correct.

Sorry the dude is harassing you about pulling back- especially since it seemed like he was a nice guy before that. Dear dude: YOU COULDN'T BE COOL!

Aw erika, what a pain.

I think this fellow calls for some of the best advice I ever received. "When someone tells you who they are in the beginning, believe them.

Fighting before the relationships starts...and not in the fun, bantering sort of way...is such a Danger Will Robinson, flailing arms kind of thing, I'm amazed anyone even tries to push past it.

Once, I went on a date where, in the first half hour or so, the fellow attacked me for using the word 'spiritual'...that thing you mentioned about demanding citations, etc.

I looked him in the eye and said, "I could go to the bathroom and climb out the window, or I could just say no thanks." Dropped some money on the table and amscrayed.

When you see crazy coming, cross the street!

I mean, if I did that, obviously I'm a big jerk. Or if the chats, instead of friendly banter, consisted of virtual blowjobs or something(Of course, I could still back away, then, too, but it would make sense for him to feel teased/led on/pissed if I did.) But they were just talking like you do at a party, mostly, awkwardness and all. I didn't even say "We should dothis again!" WTF? Somebody's not over his last relationship cause I totally got some stuff that isn't mine, there. yuck. Dude, I'm not reading in because I'm crazy(or, you know, more than anyone else) I'm reading in because we've spoken six times so I don't have a history to go by...hello? If you really like me you won't spend the time when we're talking talking about not talking. Comprende? I thought he would find my honesty refreshing...yet another meet-cute downgraded to a meet-ew. Damn it.

Erika, you owe him nothing.

It looks like I am dragging Lea out with me to do at least sone of the errands I need to do. Maybe the house elves will do the laundry while I am gone.